Chapter 1

Zhang Yue was engrossed in a little-known game.

A line of tiny text appeared in his field of vision, winding like a snake.

"Would you like to enter the game?"

Zhang Yue glanced at the quiet night outside, where the disordered moonlight filtered through the gauze window and fell on the ground like a silver veil.

It was the perfect time to enter the game, when the night was deep and all was still.

"Enter!"

Zhang Yue whispered softly.

In an instant, a small black dot suddenly appeared in front of him.

His body was rapidly sucked into the small black dot, which then vanished.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dilapidated wooden house.

Zhang Yue looked around, pondered for a moment, and called out softly, "Record!"

Soon, a virtual panel unfolded in front of him, displaying a cascade of text.

[Your proficiency in the Metal Stone Fist has increased through diligent practice!]

[Your diligent practice of the Metal Stone Fist yielded no results.]

[Your proficiency in the Metal Stone Fist has slightly increased through diligent practice!]

[Your diligent practice of the Metal Stone Fist yielded no results.]

Zhang Yue glanced at the countless lines of text but quickly lost interest.

He scrolled to the end of the record.

[Would you like to collect the rewards from your AFK time?]

Zhang Yue nodded. "Collect!"

The panel in front of him suddenly burst into countless light points, which quickly surged into his body.

In an instant, countless memories of practicing the Metal Stone Fist flashed through Zhang Yue's mind, and his body felt infused with boundless strength.

A new panel then appeared in front of him.

[You have collected the rewards from your AFK time.]

[Your Metal Stone Fist level has increased!]

[Your Metal Stone Fist has reached level 3!]

"This AFK time has been quite fruitful; the Metal Stone Fist has finally reached level 3."

Zhang Yue's face lit up with joy.

Although it was a game, the rewards could also be reflected in reality.

He had suddenly gained the ability to enter the game about a week and a half ago. After experiencing the game's magic, he had thrown himself into it.

However, although the game was magical, the difficulty was astonishing.

It was a game, but the world inside was no different from the real world.

Zhang Yue felt more like he had been transported to this world, with the game template serving as his system.

In this world, his identity was that of a reclusive hunter who rarely interacted with others.

He had only mediocre hunting skills, barely enough to sustain himself.

The Metal Stone Fist, which he possessed in the game, was a skill he had mastered in reality.

The Metal Stone Fist was not as famous as Tai Chi or Bajiquan; it was a little-known martial art.

It was a set of boxing techniques created by Zhang Yue's grandfather during the war, based on his combat experience.

After the war, his grandfather returned to his hometown and opened a small martial arts school to teach people how to strengthen their bodies, but few came to learn.

When Zhang Yue was young, he practiced for two years but found it too tiring and not as powerful as the martial arts in novels, so he gradually gave it up.

However, he never expected that when he entered the game, the Metal Stone Fist would come with him and become one of his skills.

When he first entered the game, the Metal Stone Fist was at level 0 (uninitiated). After a long period of diligent practice (AFK), its level began to increase.

At level 1, the Metal Stone Fist had some combat attributes and could be used in actual fights.

At level 2, its lethality increased further, and it also enhanced his physical strength.

Now, at level 3, Zhang Yue felt a qualitative change in the power of the Metal Stone Fist.

A strange heat flowed through his body, surging continuously, giving him an indescribable sense of strength.

This made him quite curious to know what it was.

"Character attributes!"

Zhang Yue spoke, and a new panel interface appeared.

[Name: Xiaowu (Zhang Yue)]

[Talent: Reincarnation]

[Age: 22]

[Innate Attributes: Fortune 2; Constitution 3; Insight 4]

[Realm: Initial Internal Strength]

[Skills: Metal Stone Fist Level 3 (Initiated); Hunting Level 1]

[Soul Power: 1220]

"A new realm category? Initial Internal Strength... The heat in my body must be this internal strength. This is the power of the extraordinary!"

Looking at his attributes, Zhang Yue felt a sense of joy.

The talent of Reincarnation was simply a way to revive in the game, but it required starting over.

The attributes were just for reference; there was no way to increase them now.

What Zhang Yue truly valued was not the skills or the realm, but the soul power at the end.

Soul power was a special kind of "currency" used to bring items from the game into reality.

Unfortunately, he had only used it a few times at the beginning for testing, and later, due to a lack of good items, he stopped using it.

Soul power could only be obtained through quests for now.

"How strong is the Metal Stone Fist at level 3?"

Zhang Yue was eager to return to reality and test his strength.

Although he could roughly gauge his strength in the game, the real world had professional strength testing equipment.

After gaining the ability to enter the game, Zhang Yue knew that his ordinary life was about to change.

So, he quit his job in the big city and returned to his hometown's martial arts school, living with his grandmother.

The martial arts school, which his grandfather had opened, had no more students after his grandfather's death.

His grandmother lived alone there, guarding an empty martial arts school.

When Zhang Yue returned, he simply closed the school.

The martial arts school was well-equipped, with a punching strength tester quietly placed in front of the sandbag.

Unlike the flashy toys outside, this was a more professional testing device, custom-made with more rigorous data.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yue stood in front of the punching strength tester and threw a punch with all his might.

Pang!

With a heavy thud, the sandbag swung to a certain angle, and the tester quickly displayed the number.

129!

Seeing this number, Zhang Yue nodded slightly. It was not a low number.

An average person who occasionally worked out would score around 55 on this.

Before entering the game, his score was roughly between 60 and 70.

In just over a week, his score had almost doubled.

This was without any strength training or muscle growth.

However, the highest record in the world was 330!

Held by a heavyweight boxer.

Over 200 points higher than his!

"But this is just pure strength."

Zhang Yue exhaled slowly.

He began to adjust his posture, using the Metal Stone Fist's technique to mobilize his muscles.

The next moment...

Pang!

With a loud thud, the sandbag swung high, the rope almost reaching its limit.

The sandbag then fell heavily, making a series of thuds.

The number on the tester surged wildly, and after a moment, it displayed the final number.

370!

At that moment, Zhang Yue had thrown the strongest punch on Earth!

The room was silent, with only the sandbag swinging back and forth.

Zhang Yue took another deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He raised his fist for the third time, closed his eyes, and pondered for a long time. Then...

Crack!

Thud!

The first sound was the crisp noise of the tester being shattered.

The second was the muffled sound of the sandbag being punched through.

With the sound of the tester's parts hitting the ground, Zhang Yue slowly pulled his arm out of the sandbag.

After using the extraordinary internal strength, ordinary people no longer had the right to compare with him.